Thursday, February 4th, 2021

According to the automatic translator, the text message from the Medical Center says "The cockroising lapheasure at its peak and the amount of the daily verb remains high!" Um, OK. Someone else who got the message says that the translator is telling her "The corona plague is at its peak and the daily verified number remains high!" That makes more sense. Apparently I’m the only one who got Finnegan’s wake-up call. The rest of the message says that they’re opening up vaccines to anyone over 16, so everyone should click a link for an appointment. “You are at the disposal as you need.” It’s been a week since my second vaccination, so I should be immune -- except they’re worrying about mutations. The game of molecular whack-a-mole goes on. Several of my office mates have gotten both their shots. Several had the virus a while ago, none seriously, so they’re supposed to be immune. The numbers for the country are pretty good, but not good enough to let down our guard. Cases among people over sixty are half of what they once were, but cases among children have gone way up. We don’t know what’s going to happen next with the lockdown. All I can do is wear my mask, watch the news, and, apparently, keep away from the cockroising lapheasure.